Please see the following link:

https://www.prem-rawat-bio.org/last_rites/charanamrit.html

Here we have, on the right, an Aspirare teacup and saucer holding my SmartCard, and on the left, Aspirare's blue version of its EIYD(hour glass)IWNAY cup. And no collection of fine cult memorabilia would be complete without a framed original of the Five Commandments straight out of my Knowledge Packet along with the original envelope, including the all-consuming "Leave no room for doubt in your mind."

What's missing is Aspirare's EIYD(hour glass)IWNAY pen that I kept in an obscure place on my desk at work because I didn't want anyone to ask me about it. What's also missing is my super expensive titanium watch with the four Knowledge symbols representing noon, three, six and nine on the watch face. I stopped wearing it because, once again, I didn't want anyone to ask me about it. (My colleagues were all highly educated professionals and it was hard enough to pretend to be like them as it was.)

Missing also is Flying Solo's Aspirare EIYD(hour glass)IWNAY bookmark, the one pictured in your post. It was stuck in one of her books very early that morning when I staged the photo and I didn't want her to ask me what I was up to. Missing also is my expensive finely upholstered telescoping beragon sold alongside Aspirare's fine merchandise. I figured that since all the touring initiators had one and I worked just as hard, I deserved one as well.

Continuing the tour, we have the bottom portion of Prem Rawat's famous "Silent Dream" poster, marketed by Aspirare of course, that we hung in our guest room that doubled as our home office, except for when we had guests, at which time I hid it in a closet because I didn't want anyone to ask me about it. We also have an assortment of fine photographs that adorned the top of my mission issued dressor and filled my tattered suitcase the day Prem Rawat put me and hundreds of others out by the curb when he suddenly closed the ashrams without warning or any offer of assistance.

Then, of course, we have my forty-year old bottle of crystalized Charan Amrit. The only reason I kept it was because I was fascinated by the crystals growing in it. They reminded me of a childhood chem-lab kit, the kind you can't buy anymore. I'm not at liberty to divulge its current location, but rest assured that last I knew, it was in good hands.

Lastly, and only because yesterday was the first day of Spring and it's a nice day, I wanted to mention that as example of my desert-dry sense of humor, the description of the Arti ritual included what I still feel is one of the funiest things I've ever written:

But that's not nearly as funny as the musical 13 discovered that perfectly sums-up all the Aspirare and other woo-woo stuff that gets "sold" in that cult every day:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzNzgsAE4F0